She came in through the bathroom window with Maxwell’s silver hammer.
“You never gave me your money!” She hollered into the paperback writer’s room, waving the hammer madly.
“You better slow down.” He said, coming out to meet her in the hallway. He was looking looking worried.
“I’m no polythene Pam, y’know” she looked out over the octopus’s garden and up to the marmalade skies. Crazy calm is how he would describe her.
“And I ain’t no mean Mr Mustard…” he said matter of factly. “what do you want from me?” He inquired, suspiciously.

Something in the way she moved…
“Help!” was all that escaped his lips…
Long tall Sally went down to the office of Elenor Rigby. Passing by she simply said, “Hello, Goodbye”